Loopy Birthdays.....

This is a birthday poem in honor of Ms. Loopy Maya Samarawardene Pintu, aka as Loopy, (and not as L.M.S.Pintu, as folks from Bengaluru might expect),  who is celebrating her birthday today, and has a wonderful birthday post written in her honor , here. By her Mom, my blogger and FB friend  Sangitha.  Do read .

 As an honored member who tilts the majority in the family into the female domain, she nevertheless has a very special  part of her heart reserved for the young fellow of the house, who is the youngest. She of course is treated as the youngest "daughter". Between the two, they have a lot to say, laugh and have a lot of fun.

You can see everything Loopy wants to say, reflected in her amazing eyes !

(photo by Sangitha Krishnamurthy)

This split moment
when I looked up
and saw Mom click,
it all came back to me,
and clouded my
by-now-full mahogany eyes…..

Coming into a new house,
traipsing around books
yet to be
arranged in racks,
practicing running up the stairs,
lying
at the little fellow's feet,
while he did homework,
all the while
asking his Ammaa funny questions,
while we girls,
my elder sis and me
tried our best not to laugh.

Shuffling
into the kitchen with Mom
to give her
moral support
on a hurried school day,
making eyes at the dosa’s…..

And increasing
my friends circle
so fast,
they’re starting a Facebook for dogs.

I don't always look so
posh and silky.
And no,
Mom never oils my hair.
Its just my
love, happiness,
and pride
for the family shining through ……


Happy Birthday Loopy ! (The older types still call me Lopamudra…:-))